Hello, moon.
Don’t be sad, okay.
I just am going to the village shop with my father.
We won’t be late.
We’ll come, just now.
We are here.
Okay, if you want to.
You can walk with us around the village.
The war has ended.
Atiq Balai Wazir is a poet hailing from Waziristan, yes, the one famous for terrorism. He is doing his Masters in Anthropology from Quaid e Azam University, Islamabad, and is father to Hudail Sasha.
Thank you, guys. It’s my first story ever published. It means a lot and I’ll always remember it.
Simply lovely.
Thank you, Bob Thurber.
Lovely š
Just been whizzed to memories of little me walking with Baba and the moon to the mosque and back.